Shen Hanqian did not hear her nephew's response, but she did hear a very serious criticism from behind her. "If you feel pity for him, then take him home. I don't want spoiled young masters here!"
The voice was not angry yet commanding, extremely frightening, making one's heart tremble with fear.
"Coach, good morning!" The boy pushed his third aunt away, standing as straight as a pine and saluted. The shout that came out of him was full of strength, loud and clear!
Shen Hanqian quickly turned around, stood up, and saluted to apologize. However, when she caught a glimpse of the person across from her, she couldn't help but freeze for a moment. This guy looked somewhat similar to Xiao Qingcang, didn't he?
Their looks were not that similar, but the shape of the body and the temperament were particularly alike.
The person referred to as the coach glanced at them and without saying much, strode past!
However, the people following the coach gave them disapproving looks.